May 01, 2006

Dear Marie,

You didn’t give me that unsorted mail shoutout that we don’t remember you promising me Friday night.

Love,
Adam

13 comments:

marietard5 said...

Dear Adam...

What shoutout?

Love,
Marie

adam telle said...

Dear Marie,
Exactly.

Love,
Adam

marietard5 said...

Dear Adam,

Let's take this email convo to the blog & comment section. I'm liking where it's going.

Love,
Marie

adam telle said...

Dear Marie,

If you're ok with deceiving readers about this conversation's medium, I can't argue with you. It's your little internet project.

Love,
Adam

marietard5 said...

Dear Adam,

Do you want the shoutout or not?

Love,
Marie

adam telle said...

Dear Marie,

Just because you have a myspace group dedicated to this mildly-successful experiment, doesn't mean you can start making threats. You're not Oprah.

Love,

Adam

marietard5 said...

Dear Adam,

You're forgetting that I saw Usher on Friday so that gives me some sort of temporary authority.

Love,
Marie

adam telle said...

Dear Marie,

Touche, my dear. Touche indeed. In addition, I believe you would be making a grave mistake if you didn't put this entire conversation on unsorted mail. You know, for the commoners to grovel over.

Love,
Adam

marietard5 said...

Dear Adam,

I'm not afraid. See you there.

Love,
Marie

Anonymous said...

Yall are too cute!

adam telle said...

Dear anonymous,
Grovel away.

Love,
Adam

Mike B said...

Dear Marie,

Was Usher in the boom-boom room at Adam's? Must have come while I was on my Cristal run. Damn.

Love,
Mike B

marietard5 said...

Dear Mike B,

I think it was on the way home when you passed out in Andy's lap...

Love,
Marie